King Lyrics

I won't mess up

Won't admit it

Won't fess up

Want it all but won't work much

Skinned alive or punctured lung

Only men of jealousy

Want what's best for you and me

Don't listen to anything

That you hear beneath your feet

Oh but lord can you see

Would you like to be the king

Would you like to feel the weight

Of all of your enemies

Or would you like to stay inside

Pull the sheets over your eyes

See no evil see no lies

Your passed out drunken lullaby

You know you're a minute late

I will have to seal your fate

All too often imitate

Schizophrenic thought relations

Only to an open mind

Would you ever hope to find

Territories crossing lines

A stomach in a royal line

A body in a history book

Elections in a crooked spine

Who wants to be the king

Wear the heart of those you kill on your sleeve

Don't be nervous, frightened, scared or naïve

It's just business after all

After all

I won't mess up

Won't admit it

Won't fess up

Want it all but won't work much

Skinned alive or punctured lung

Only men of jealousy

Want what's best for you and me

Don't listen to anything

That you hear beneath your feet

Oh but lord can you see

Would you like to be the king

Would you like to feel the weight

Of all of your enemies

Or would you like to stay inside

You can run but cannot hide

Every dot on every line

Each and every single time that it goes on again

Who wants to be the king

Wear the heart of those you kill on your sleeve

Don't be nervous, frightened, scared or naïve

It's just business after all

After all